The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 18, 1922, Page 9

, Criumphs of 4 M- Jonquelle by MELVILLE Davisson Post } SATURDA © 1999 NEA Serv (Continued From Page 6) “You know, then, the assassin of ard Winton? “I do,” repited the Prefect. “Shalt | T name him to you?" } The man made again the vague | Yesture with his white, steel fingers | “You may keep the secret of the pame, monsiour,” he said, “if you will be kind enough to tell me the thing that Indieated to you the on “With pleasure,” repiied Monsieur | Jonquelle. “You have said that the Bmclish criminal courts are stupid, and I have concurred In that opinion. | SAerAss SERB TES B 5 fELtS RSTTISScE SSEBS | P&SAGR £2 S32 (PSS? “You purchased; monsicur,” he aaid, “a thing that you already possess.” | that stupidity. This criminal court could not understand how a knife- Blade four inches long could tnftict & direct wound seven inches deep. of the trees.”—Baodus o., 14-15. Here Hammond broke tn eagerty. | you certain he can get you out?” “Why, yes, I am to pretend to be} mond’s heed to connect the warden | be there|of the prison with Takahira, who! wit pretend. He for the pris take me to his, ‘That's why he wants so much—the three of them T have here! mine be enough—we have any you know?” Hammond could hear voices over phone, then Jack spoke again: “Yes—if you will have the titles conveyed. You must have come with you. You must in a plane big enough for and you and me to get out country tn, the warden says. So nobody can tell where we went. Bi ike escaping tn the old But he says you must hurry. You will find us waiting at the prie on landing place at four—just when its darkest. Please hurry! And Jack hung up. Mechanically Hammond replaced | the receiver. Was it true? Had) he heard aright? Coming out of} the terrible night—Jack's voice, tell- ing of possible freedom. Hammond grabbed at the phone again—to call , They stood—Hammond and his! @aughter—at the door of the house, they were leaving forever; the house) and the land which had been theirs) for so many years, had seen their Joys and sorrows. In the dark hour before the dawn the place seemed | reproachfully gloomy, m the curtous-) ly animate way of inanimate things. | WILL ANSWER tween thirteen jjand fourteen 7 reer I: I did not have an; more trouble af- ter that until lwas 68 Dilley 8 eo land, Mrs. Heier’s case is but one of many iy a recom- mendin, ink! table Lydia E. harm's Vege- She is willing to answer your letter. Write to her. DR. WO CHINESE vocToRn Nature, Chin: « Herbs hem M. Hee inese Medicine © 208 Jame: Senttle, Mi | wider |THE LOCUST “And the locusts went wp over the land, and rested in all the coasts; very greviows were they; before them there were no such loowste as “| they. Fer they covered the face of was darkened; end they did cat every herb of the land, and ali the fruit | land, NOVEMBER 18, 1922. son Post P They measured the knife-blade and the wound, these Inglish, and wrote It down impoastble But you |monsteur, who are Slay, and T who am Latin, would hardly arrive at this conclusion, For we would reflect that a knife-blade four inches long, | driven into the soft tissues of the body compressed together by the im | pact of a powerful blow might easily leave a wound measuring seven inches im length behind It-—-when that compression was released the tiasues relaxed, It ts a fact, monsteur, that the Service de la Surete has fre | quently demonstrated.” ‘The man at the table was motion lens, as in some indecision, He did not change. He remained onty tn a@ sort of dreadful tmmobdility, and he seemed tn this immobility to con some desperate hazard. He was awakened by the two young men from the Bots de Boulogne, who now entered the drawing-room. “Monsteur,” satd the voles of the Prefect of Police, “IT feared that | might not be your equal tn all direc- tions, and I have asked these two agents of the Service to come up. Thoy will also be useful as witnesses to the Indenture.” Lerd Valleys made no reply. He yened a drawer of the table, took ut a pon and attached hts stenature *o the deed—waited until the wit nesses had stiened ft, blotted tt care fully and folded tt together, handed it to the Prefect of Poltce. “T purchase immunity,” he sald, “from a second trial before the Ene- lish erimtnal court!” Monsteur Jonquelle recetved indenture and put ft Into bia pocke' He took up bis gloves, hte hat, his | stick; then he amiled. “You purchased, monsteur,” said, “a thing that you already pos- semen courts for it!™ Another triumph of M. Joquelie, | “The Laughter of Allah,” will begin in our next issue, BY S. B. H. HURST Author of “Coomer All” Ooprright, 1923, Beattie Star the whole earth, se that the lend They got inte their piane to hurry | to Jenkins. The Japs would get the! | the furniahings, | leverything. The white people were) the houses, beaten. But it never entered Ham- could not very well fulfil! the prophecy of the genial George by of- fering to help Jack escape himeeif. But the old Japanese boss—born In Japan—had made good the report he had sent to his masters in the home country, | . A rapid fight to pick up Jenkins. to both YOUr | some moments in his office, mak: | ing certain the papers were all in order. Then on to the prison. They were stil) actors In a wellarranged play, their movements all thought) out long before. But they did not! know this, and they suffered intol-| erable agonies of apprehension leat the warden should, at the last mo-/ ment, weaken or go back on his promise, But they found him wait- ing, as arranged, with Jack, “No noise, please!’ whispered the} have! warden, when Mary would jumped out of the plane to embrace Jack. “I am doing this to save a man whom I believe is innocent of | any intent to kill, and to burt Mr.| Takahira. But it ts a dangerous thing to do—hence my need for be- ing well paid. Besides, there are my assistants!” oe The papers were scrutinized. Everything legal was arranged, It was not difficult, because a whim of Hammond's had caused the titles to be transferred in blank some time before—whim, or maybe yielding to & dim touch of intuition. The polite warden waved a hand land Jack sprang into the plane by/| Mary's side. “What about you, Tom? Ham- mond asked the lawyer. “Me? Oh, U'm going with you, tf you'll have me. This is no piace for a white man, even if he in a lawyer?’ The propeller whirred and the plane began to taxi along the grass. Presently it rose and tho last sur- vivors of the battle for possession of the Columbia River Basin rose in it. Below them lay, shrouded tn the dark, the land which white men had wrested from the inhospitable | desert, but there were no longer any white men on {t, That more than @ million and @ quarter acres might have been a part of Japan, for al- ready the ancient customs, habits and dress of the country of the Orient were seeping back into it. It was am part of America, but it was no longer American. And was this victory for Japan merely the first fruits of of America really beaten? only just begun to fight? The thought came to Hammond and Jenkins simultaneously, the two younger people reveled in their love—the world at that mo- ment being for them a_ perfect sphere, a world with only room for two “In It, Hammond?” asked Jenkins gravely. “Do we lie down and qu “Not #0 you'll notice it, old man;| but just how shall we go about driving the plague out of down there? Where will we find our Moses? And where 1s that east wind which shall drive the plague away?” “You sald itt” “Eh?” “The east wind. The Japs have the west, help must come from the east.” ‘ “Congress?” Songress hell,” snarted Jenkins. “Congress is either straight Jap or exclaimed Jenkins. pro Jap—like some of our Christian | ministers right here in the west!" “Weil?” “Oh,” replied the lawyer, “there's a few of the men who went to the} H he! Tt is the law of Engtand that) fone who has been acquitted of a} Observe, monsteur, the evidence of crime cannot again be tried In her | weatherman, which made the Twins stop hunting and sent them hurrying to the lit- the chocolate drop of a house on a high mountain where Mother Goose lived. their | “peaceful war’—were the white men | Was) there to be no come-back, or had| they, like the immortal Paul Jones, | Shoes if I were Sprinkle-Blow, “Mother Goose doesn’t need her old broom any more. This morning, when I looked down from my house in Bluster-Guet Land, 1 saw a broom leaning up against her wootshed, She must have gotten a new one.” while | Goose when Nick coming. great) war? organized, but they nave everything we would lack,” objected Hammond. Now WHAT T WANT “TO KNow 16, WHO LEFT “THAT CIGARETTE STUB ON “THE PIANO 2< IT HAS COME “TD A PRETTY PAGS “THAT You ARISTOCRATS AROUND WERE HAVE TO USE A THREE HUNDRED DOLLAR ASH “TRAY! ‘| OUR BOARDING HOUSE GOSH, MRS. HooPLe~ FAN MY EARS «= L DIDNT CHECK CONVICT ME, BECAUSE I HAVEN'T BIT A THE SEATTLE STAR “THAT CIGARETTE A MINUTE AGO HE ts RED ENOUGH BUTT THERE: = | | WAS DRAGGING ON)" ~1, wfex oar ws fl NO JURY WouLD; A PILL WHILE i LITTLE SURPRISE FOR THE WIFE It was the same old broom Nancy and Nick looked and looked everywhere. They not only asked all the Mother Goose people yp in the sky, but all their fairy friends as well. SprinkleBlow, the something was Mr. who sald “1 wouldn't wear out my Magic you,” advised Mr. kiddies?’ called Mother she saw Nancy and “Tired hunting?” “Oh, no,” answered Nick. “Hello, “Only we heard you had a new broom.” “Highty tighty! she exclaimed. “New broom, indeed! Who said 80?” Nick told her what Sprinkle-Blow had said. “Well, I declare! I'll have to look!" eried the good fairy Indy in as tonishment. “I don't know a thing about it.” Bo they all rushed out. There was a broom, just as the Weatherman said! But not a new om! It was the same old broom Mother Goose always used, “It's been there all the time, I do believe,” cried Mother Goose, “Yes, I remember now. 1 was cleaning up after the wood-chopper, and forgot to put it behind my door where I always keep it. Will you tell the Fairy Queen, my dears?” ‘The Twins hurried off to spend the good news. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) France left, and they have sons.” “Do you mean urge them to civil The Japs are not only well “Look here,” went on Jenkins tersely, “it's no use giving fancy names to what we mean to do. The point is that its to be done, Either we lie down and let the damned Orientals conquer the whole coun: try, or we get bui You know yourself that cong is a weak sinter—the thing has gone too far. Now listen: “We get all the men we can, and | | we strike right at the base of the Japs’ supplies. Unless we ean do this thing legally, and get laws to drive out the Japs—which we don’t) expect to—we will have to start gueriila war, with us, Here's how we will begin: You know the tunnel intake at Spo kane?” “Sure, It's the main ptpe for the water to the Basin.” “Well and good, We will blow that up, and we will blow up every other channel. We will begin this way—and make the Basin into @ desert again. Lf we can’t have it, WA-HA ~ He's AS INNOCENT AS ALLA BABA'S JUG “TRICK* WHY, JES’ “TAPPING “THAT PIANO FoR A TUNE! ‘The people will be! BY AHERN jaw, Ste OS KNOWS We Dip \T = LooK aT TH'FACE OW HiM« THE OLI) HOME TOWN fesvave] |lineapy Fon 4) WEAR BACK OF A FLIVVER AN! Pass) OFF FoR A gy Om, on a a MARSHAL OTEY WALKER WAS ABOUT THE ONLY ONE wn : STOOD HIS GROUND WHEN AUNT SARAH PEABODY STARTED IN SELLING TICKETS FOR THE LODGE SUPPER BY ALLMAN Doris! Look AT YouR FAcE! DORIS, | BROUGHT You VHIS BOUQUET OF ROSES -GEE, THEY ——————_ AND Look AT YouRS! WHERE DID You GET ° “THIS PAINT BRUSH? r Grattle _ « * * By Mabel Cleland _4 rage od/ IN THE NIGHT Peggy's Story Book, Chapter 5 Now, all this time Retay Jane So It happened that they waited and her mother and all the other] one year, two years, three years, pioneer children on the island and| to be sure they knew of a chief their mothers knew very little| of this strange tribe of white men about Indian trouble, or the U. 8.| was great enough to deserve kill- steamship or anything, because} ing; to satisfy their long unused there weren't any papers with| feeling of vengeance. slathers of red ink, to say—"IN- “We have found our man,” they DIANS ARE ON WAR PATH) said. Then in secret conelave, AGAIN.” “When the darkness comes again But it was a regular little bat-| we will go quietly as the shaduws fle there near Port Gamble and] to the door of his lodge, and— | before they were thru with it the| when the sun rises again we shall ‘I Northern Indians had lost several | bear his head back to our own iT thousand dollars Worth 20: prop-| CAE St Par, Brother thay “te You'Rs Row @ youn Town, CLIMB In AW, Ll NEVE WORRY ASOUT HAVG You GX- AMINED YouR BRAKES THIS MORNING ® avenged.” 1 erty and some men, and the In- Night came. On the faland all | dians went back to their far| was still and dark, Here and there a tiny star shone thru the trees, the candle-lit windows of the settlers’ homes, It was midnight. In the great four-poster bed, which had come all the way ncross the plains, Betsy's mother and father slept, with the baby between them. Down in the trundle bed, just where she could reach up and touch her mother’s hand if she had a bad dream, was Betsy Jane —nlno asleep. Even the fire on the wide hearth was asleep, and the house was very still. (To Be Continued) et RI ooo eo |the Japs shall not. But we won't) “I'm with you,” answered Ham- stop there, This war—which the} mond. Japs started—will be carried into every plot of land owned by a Jap lin these United States. See? We will do what congress should have |done, in another way, That Is, we will make things so damned un- pleasant for the yellow people that they will be glad to leave the coun- try. We can get the men. It's going to be a feud, and it's not going to stop until there isn’t @ damned Jap left, And that will be the answer of the men of America to their dirty Oriental scheming.” . northern camps and remembered. In 1854, the son af a great chief of the Northern tribes was shot down in Olympia, and they—re- membered Indian hearts ané Indian laws were savage, and they knew all about hate and revenge and noth- ing at all about loving one's enemy and forgiving, and nothing about Justice, either. “If a chief be slain,” they eald, “or the son of a chief, then it Is right and just that the ehlef of that tribe who did the murder shall die at our hands.” THE BRAKES AND YouR HEAD SHOULD BS SxXAm(nsSn !? | apeeoh, And you find your Hderties tethered, And peddied your sacred feelings till your homes to ashes burned? Ronor fled out of your reach! | WUl it help ys THEN to whimper the Your writers have pandered and screed your fathers learned? prated of things Men leave wn- Woke up! For the plague te on you? Don’t walt till the land hee gonet Quit dleating of what ye can dot Gey show them how ‘tis donet Does the spirit your fathers bred you He dead in a drunken sleep? Pay heed to the land they fought for ¥ that land ye would keep! (THE ENP) \ eee But Victory and Defeat, the twins of Fate, lie in the womb of Future, their mother, Both must be born together, and must be adopted at birth by two strangers, It is still twilight, and we cannot see enough to know whether the white men carried away the child that laughed or the babe that moaned. said, And the shrine where once ye wor- shiped now sees ye dance in- stead! Will you wonder when sterner people take root in your fertile soil? Will you pray in your broken mo- ments—rohen his hands the leash uncoila EPILOGUE You have scrambled for filthy cop- pors in the gutters of empty